At tonight’s concert a well-known doctor and her friend found it necessary to frequently lean over and chat in one another’s ear. Perhaps they considered it whispering but it was plain inconsiderate for those around them, including us a few rows back.
Hey doctor, have you considered writing yourself a prescription for mouth glue when attending public events? Or if you can’t control yourself, stay home. —Nova Sinfonia Lover

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  1. Let me guess, they were blabbering about the number of pool boys and tennis pros they’ve porked and then spilled some Bolly on the gentleman sitting in front, and didn’t even apologize.
    Lousy cougars. Grrrrrr.

  2. And, maybe I’m just a boring old sore arse, but shooting up botox in the mosh pit and sharing the needle is NEVER KULE!

  3. PG: Tell that to all the people who actually use Botox. Don’t knock it unless you tried it! It is the greatest thing since sliced bread. Believe me.

  4. “It is the greatest thing since sliced bread” – I can totally agree with you there, boomy.

    You’re a hideous, ugly troll right now. If you didn’t have the aid of botox, I couldn’t imagine the terrible nightmares you would spread to every soul who was unfortunate enough gaze upon your revolting features.

  5. Cheesh I been away for awhile but there ain’t no change in you bitchers AT ALL. What a bunch of negative nellies. You bunch of haters wouldn’t know what botox was if you fell over it. Get yourself a job and a shot or two and you’ll feel brand new. Hey if its good enough for the stars and the elite it’s good enough for Woggy! Woggy’s hot now!!!

  6. PS: It don’t look much to me like you need it boomy – you’re the cat’s meow already. But yeah girl, I totally agree.

  7. sometimes o.p., the noise leval makes it impossible to even hear yourself think, and just maybe, they didn’t want your nosy ass knowing what was being said to other party.

  8. But where do you get the botox injected? (He he, I said but)

    A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

    I think that explains a lot.

  9. Nofool prefers the ballet.

    “How dey train dem muhfuggin bears to drive dey cute little cars?”

  10. I would have leaned forward and in my nicest voice said “ma’am.. sorry to disturb you but… *hissy whisper* I think your cat peed on you….”

    Guaranteed an upstart bitch like that would have spent the rest of the evening sniffing every inch of herself in the bathroom.

    … and the issue solves itself from there.

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